Текст песни Александр Дольский - Нагорная проповедь

Lately, my friend,
as if mourned by me
we treat yesterday's fright
conceived tomorrow by war.

And the New Time is coming
The soul grows out of the body ...
Completed his lesson Idiot -
The star must have warmed me.

She signals something to me
and confuses old codes ...
And the heart needs silence
to find out the rhythms of nature.

And so I decided to dare
add to the Mountain Cadence -
The soul descending to the baby
This incident is death.

Guilty of paradise wine
sinned there with diligence
The soul, dying in the sky,
descends into the body of suffering.

And this sign is unclear
invisible and intangible ...
As if into an astral draft
we disappear from the mountain penates.

And where do you appear? in what?
in what role is it?
So that the edge of the sky with your shoulder
scratching in antique captivity?

And we seem - God's sons
rams in augur augur.
And there is no Silence on the shoulders,
but only - Culture, Culture ...

Teacher, I'm cheerful and sire
your word to me is not for hearing
but you did not name This World
the container of the Dead Spirit.

Yes, you didn’t mention one thing,
pitying the dead in heaven.
And I see at night
I compose songs in Erebus.

And I see you among the lines
far from Totally Paradise ...
And here I am again, lonely
and here I am alone again
and again I'm there - dying.

In prayer - in guilt and in war
whispering hopeless sounds -
Mary, on the Side
Become a Mother Not to Me!

Mom Maria! Where am I and where are you?
Where do our Bluebirds fly?
and gold? From that height
It’s easy to break the earth.

1990